A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1051 I have something that can defeat the bald donkey! (Please order the whole thing!)
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Hua Shier also recognized the person coming from the opposite side, Taoist Qianhe. He didn't appear much in zombie movies, but he was quite famous. He took two steps forward:
"Master Simu, who is this?"

Simu quickly introduced to everyone: "Brother Hua, this is my junior brother, Taoist name Qianhe. Junior brother, this is Brother Hua, a noble man of my Maoshan Sect."

Hua Twelve clasped his hands and said, "Master Qianhe, hello!"

When Qian He heard his senior brother use the word "noble" to describe Hua Twelve, he knew that this person was not simple, and he quickly said in return:
"Brother Hua, nice to meet you. We must get closer in the future!"

Simu then introduced Qianhe to Xu Baijiu, who hurried forward to pay his respects to his uncle-master.

Taoist Qianhe smiled and nodded, praising Xu Baijiu for his good looks. He then took out a blessed mountain ghost coin and gave it to his nephew as a gift. Finally, his eyes fell on the three figures with black cloth wrapped around their heads behind them, and he said in surprise:
"Brother, is this the method used by the Xiangxi Corpse Driving King?"

The joy of Taoist Simu:

"You didn't expect it, did you? I used the paper crane tracking spell to exchange with that old guy but he refused to give it to me. Now the spell of the daytime zombie finally fell into my hands. From now on, when I go out to transport goods, as long as the sun is not directly shining at noon, I can travel at other times!"

Qian He was full of envy and was about to ask what was going on when a man who looked like a butler came out from the soul-guarding team and said with an unhappy look on his face:
"Master Qianhe, why don't you move forward? What are you talking about here?!"

Qianhe turned back and said respectfully: "Boss Wu, we are running low on glutinous rice. Ahead is where my senior brother has built a hut for cultivation. I would like to borrow some glutinous rice from you before we continue on our journey!"

President Wu nodded when he heard this: "Then try to be quick. You know we don't have much time, we need to get to Beijing as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he snorted and turned back to the team.

This Wu Chief Steward was so arrogant that Simu was unhappy. He looked at his back and muttered:

"Who is this?"

After saying this, he was suddenly startled, as he saw that there was something wrong with the coffin being guarded by the soul-guarding team. It was actually a copper coffin with an ink line tied to it and a shade awning!

The outside of the copper coffin was tied left and right with cowhide ropes as thick as goose eggs, as if as if they were afraid that the contents of the coffin would be dug out.

Simu stepped forward immediately and said, "Junior brother, this inkstone bronze coffin, could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Qianhe sighed and said, "Yes, there are zombies in here!"

Simu was surprised: "Why don't you burn it quickly?"

Taoist Qianhe looked back at Butler Wu, then leaned closer and whispered:

"We can't burn it. This zombie is not ordinary. It is a member of the royal family guarding the border. We need to transport it back to the capital and wait for the emperor's decision!"

Taoist Simu nodded in understanding and said:

"The dragon leaps into the abyss, Yuanheng Lizhen, the royal family is blessed by the dynasty's dragon energy, and generally will not turn into corpses unless they are bitten by zombies. Could it be that this royal family member died in the mouth of a zombie?"

Qianhe shook her head seriously and lowered her voice: "No, it's just a simple corpse transformation!"

Hua Shier and Xu Baijiu both understood what was going on. Simu said that the royal family was protected by the dynasty's dragon energy and generally would not transform into corpses. However, Qianhe said that even if they did, they would transform into corpses. If what both of them said were correct, then wouldn't that mean that the dynasty's dragon energy was no longer enough to protect the royal family?

Sure enough, he heard the shocked voice: "Doesn't this mean that the Qing court has already..."

Qianhe quickly reached out to stop him: "Brother, be careful with your words!"

Hua Twelve added with a smile: "Master Simu, is it that the imperial court is in trouble?"

"Take the jujube pill?"

The two Taoist priests were stunned, then they reacted, and then they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How dare they say that? Fortunately it was a homonym, otherwise if someone heard it, there would definitely be trouble.

Qianhe nodded: "Yeah, looking at it this way, it's really a doomed situation!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the dusty people:

"Brother, have you just returned?"

Simu nodded. "I was out for a few months to transport goods, and then stayed at Senior Brother Lin Jiu's place for a while. I just came back, and I met you before I even entered the house. Okay, come back with me and have a cup of tea. I'll prepare some more glutinous rice for you!"

When they turned down the hillside, they saw two adjacent fenced courtyards. The courtyards were full of exotic flowers and plants. In the setting sun, they looked extremely beautiful in all colors.

Qianhe praised: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains, senior brother built a hut here, how enviable!"

Simu smiled and said, "No, no, if you want to come, you're always welcome here!"

The team walked to two courtyards. The people living in the two courtyards had already been alarmed and came out to check what was going on.

An old monk with white eyebrows came out from the courtyard on the left, and next to him was a young girl. Hua Twelve took a look and immediately recognized that the girl was a peach, but she was not ripe yet.

A burly young man came out from the courtyard on the right. When he saw Simu, he was immediately surprised and ran out hurriedly. When he passed the courtyard gate, he didn't even open it. He just jumped over the fence and somersaulted out.

"Master, you're finally back. You've been gone for seven or eight months, and I thought you were dead out there!"

If the young man had not spoken with such sincerity, everyone would have thought that there was a disagreement between master and disciple, and that he was hurling malicious curses at everyone.

Simu's face turned black, and he introduced to everyone: "This little beast is my apprentice Jiale!"

Jiale was confused: "Master, why did you call me a beast?"

"You've already cursed me to die outside. What else can you be but a beast?"

Jiale quickly explained: "Master, that's not what I meant."

Before he finished speaking, the white-browed old monk in the left courtyard said with a smile:
"Jia Le, you don't need to explain. Your master is famous for being petty. He won't listen no matter how you explain."

The four of them glared at the old monk and said, "Ikkiu, what we are talking about is none of your business!"

The old monk was very proud: "Why, a monk can't even say a fair word? Why are you so overbearing?"

Qianzuru was not surprised to see this, she stepped forward with a smile and bowed: "Master Ikkyu, long time no see!"

Master Ikkyu put his hands together and said, "It's Taoist Qianhe. We haven't seen each other for a long time!"

After he finished speaking, he did not forget to tease Simu: "Look at how polite your junior brother is, and then look at you, you have no manners at all!"

Simu was about to retort, but Yixiu reminded Jiale, "You haven't met your uncle yet!"

He said this as if Jiale was his apprentice, which made Simu so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Jiale quickly bowed: "Greetings, Uncle Master!" Qianhe nodded with a smile.

Simu was too lazy to pay attention to Ikkiu and asked Xu Baijiu to come over and introduce Jiale:

"Jia Le, this is my new disciple Xu Baijiu. He will be your senior brother from now on!"

Jiale was a little confused: "No, Master, did you say something wrong? He should be my junior brother!"

Simu snorted:
"You speak harshly and without thinking. From now on, you will be my junior brother. Bai Jiuren is smart, speaks well, and respects me. I will let him be my senior brother. Do you have any objection? Hurry up and call someone!"

Everyone was speechless, wondering if the ranking of your disciples was so random.

Jiale cried out in grievance: "Senior Brother!"

Xu Baijiu was almost thirty years old, and he was not willing to call the young man in front of him, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, his senior brother. Hearing this, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed a handful of Qing Dynasty dragon silver from his pocket and stuffed it into his pocket:
"Junior brother, this is a gift from senior brother!" Jiale was immediately happy when he saw Qian. Qian Jiale was talking about him, and he felt that it was well deserved to call him senior brother.

The girl who followed Master Ikkyu couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw Jiale was willing to be his apprentice for a few bucks:
"It's worthless!"

Master Ikkyu also noticed the abnormality of the coffin in the soul-guarding team at this time. He couldn't help but feel a little worried after asking about it, but when he learned that it was a member of the royal family, he knew there was nothing he could do.

While everyone was talking, Chief Wu came over to urge them, and Taoist Simu said:

"Master, it's getting late now. I think you should rest here for a night and leave tomorrow morning. It just so happens that my junior brother and I haven't seen each other for several years, so we can catch up!"

The steward didn't give any face:
"What are you talking about? Is it more important for you to talk about the past than to bury the prince? I think we can still go a dozen miles before dark. How can we delay this? Taoist Qianhe, hurry up and get some glutinous rice so we can get going!"

Qianhe nodded, then sighed towards Taoist Simu: "Brother, I will come to bother you again when I return!"

Simu knew that he couldn't force her, so he asked Jiale to pack a bag of glutinous rice for Qianhe to take away.

When the soul-guarding team set out again, Master Ikkyu suddenly said:
"Master Qianhe, there is still sunlight now. You can remove the shade awning and let the sunlight shine on the coffin. Wouldn't it be good to get rid of the corpse qi?"

Qian He thought it made sense and was about to agree, but Hua Twelve said:

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"The sun will set soon, so I think we should not do it. Besides, it will rain tonight. If we go to the shed and the rain wets the ink line, I'm afraid there will be problems!"

Qianhe thought about it and realized that this was true. He looked at the sky. Although he was not sure whether it would rain or not, it was true that the sun would set soon. There was no need to make any more trouble. He bowed to everyone and told them to set off.

Master Yixiu may have felt that he was humiliated by Hua Twelve, so he said with a fake smile:

"Young people nowadays are so talkative and nonsense. It's a clear and sunny day, how do you know it will rain in the evening?"

Hua Twelve did not tolerate him and immediately retorted:

"You can't even feel whether it's going to rain. Your eyebrows have turned white from practicing. Is this the way you practiced for a dog?"

Before Ikkyu could say anything, the girl next to him put her hands on her hips and said:
"Hey, how can you be so impolite? You don't even know how to respect the elderly and love the young. You are a bad person!"

Hua Twelve was afraid of no one in a quarrel, and smiled faintly:
"Yes, if you are polite you wouldn't say 'hey' to others. That's really a lack of manners. Also, it's true that we should respect the old and love the young, but we should respect the old for their character, not their age. If not, I have a turtle here that's over a thousand years old. How about I take it out and you kowtow to it?"

"You" the girl blushed.

"What do you mean? Some old people just don't cultivate their morals. Some people say that they are just bad people who have grown old. I don't think so. Some are just bad people who have grown old. For example, some bald people with white eyebrows are probably bad people who have sores on their heads and don't grow hair!"

Ikkyu touched his bald head and felt a pain in his heart due to anger. Who the hell are you scolding?
The old monk was also angry, and just as he was about to get angry, Simu burst into laughter and ran over to pull Hua Twelve away:

"Brother Hua, what you said is right. Let's go. Let's not waste time talking to a bald guy with a sore on his head. I'll let you taste my good tea when we get back!"

After saying that, he called Xu Baijiu and Jiale to follow. Master Ikkyu, who was so angry that he wanted to get back at them, was puffing his beard and glaring, but he had no way out.

Master Yixiu saw three figures with black cloth wrapped around their heads jumping up and down behind the crowd, and he couldn't help but frown and asked, "Niubizi, what are those three?"

Simu pulled Hua Twelve without even turning his head: "None of your business!"

"You, wait for me!"

Simu brought Hua Twelve into his yard and asked him and Xu Baijiu to visit his wooden house.

This wooden house is extremely large and spacious. It doesn’t look like a villa in later generations, but it is more like a large flat.

Simu said, "Stay wherever you want. Baijiu will practice Taoism with me here for a while. Brother Hua, you should stay for a few more days too. Let's discuss matters of cultivation!"

Hua Twelve smiled and shook his head: "I came here just to get acquainted with the sect. I'm afraid I don't have time to stay here for long. But Taoist priest, don't worry. It's convenient for me to come and go, and I will definitely come and disturb you often!"

Simu thought of Hua Twelve's sword skills and nodded happily:
"I'm not afraid of disturbing you, just come over often!"

He personally made tea for Hua Twelve, and the two sat down to chat. He asked Jiale to cook to entertain the guests, and Xu Baijiu also went to help.

Dinner was all wild delicacies, things flying in the sky, running on the ground, and growing in the mountains, all of them were delicious. Maoshan is a Zhengyi school, and meat and wine are not prohibited. The host and guests enjoyed the meal very much.

After the meal, Hua Twelve still didn't feel anything. But Simu and Xu Baijiu had been traveling for a long time and after a few drinks, they felt tired and went to rest early.

Hua Shier didn't sleep either. He found a cushion and sat in meditation to practice his internal skills, which were the "hardest skill in the world".

For some reason, as his cultivation level increased, Hua Twelve felt more and more that physical strength was extremely important to him, as if it would be of great use in the future, so he never neglected the practice of this "hardest skill in the world".

But sometimes he also thought that this "worldly" skill was still too low, and he should wait until he had a chance to get a "heavenly" body-building skill to practice.

With each breath, Hua Twelve had entered a state of concentration. In his muscles and bones, energy at the level of immortal power was constantly circulating, continuously increasing his physical strength. Although it was extremely slight now, it was still an increase, which was a good thing.

In the blink of an eye, it was three o'clock in the morning. Suddenly, the sound of beating a wooden fish came from the next yard. Dong, dong, dong, the sound was like thunder.

Hua Twelve didn't do anything yet, but Simu, Xu Baijiu and Jiale were all shocked.

Simu walked out of the wooden house, stood on the steps, and cursed at the neighbor next door: "Bald donkey, are you done yet? If you don't sleep, others won't sleep either. Why are you beating the wooden fish in the middle of the night?"

The monk's smiling voice came from the other side:

"I am doing evening prayers, how can I bother you? You are grinning, do you want to bite me?"

Simu was snorting but could do nothing. He turned his eyes and ordered Jiale, "Go to the next door and get some of the old monk's belongings. I will use magic to punish him!"

Jiale was somewhat reluctant, and Hua Twelve said, "Master, don't bother. I have a magic weapon that can defeat that bald donkey!"

As he spoke, he turned around as if looking for something. When he turned back, he was holding a large electronic loudspeaker in his hand.

The four people asked curiously: "What is this?"

Hua Twelve smiled and turned on the electronic switch.

"Egg-laying rooster, a fighter among roosters. Oh yeah!"

A loud noise came from the loudspeaker, and Hua Twelve smiled awkwardly:
"Not this one, let me adjust it."

After a while, when Ikkiu was still beating the wooden fish next door, he heard the sound of someone singing from next door. The voice was very loud. He didn't know how someone could sing so loudly, and the lyrics were obscene and filthy, like a devil's sound piercing his ears.

"Come, be happy. There is plenty of time anyway. Come, love. There is plenty of desire anyway."

Jiale had never heard such explicit lyrics before, and said awkwardly: "This word is really...sexy."

"wrong!"

Hua Twelve corrected: "It's an itch!"

Four Eyes concluded: "Itchy!"

Xu Baijiu laughed out loud!
The old monk next door turned pale and said to the girl who came out to watch the fun, "Why don't you cover your ears!"

On Simu's side, several people had already put on the noise-cancelling headphones provided by Hua Twelve, with a look of gloating on their faces.

It seemed like God couldn't stand it anymore. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by heavy rain falling in the mountains.

Ten miles away on the mountain road, a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing over the shade awning on the copper coffin. The rain wet the ink line, and the copper coffin began to tremble, making a thumping sound.
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